Love Isn’t Measured With Gifts or Trinkets
One day a man came across his 3 year old daughter, wrapping a present with expensive gold wrapping paper that the family kept for special gifts. He immediately set about punishing her for wasting the paper, money was tight and he was infuriated that the child had decorated a box for no apparent reason.
The following morning, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and timidly said, “This is for you, Daddy.”
The man immediately became embarrassed by his overreaction the day before and reached for the present. However, his embarrassment quickly turned to rage when he saw that the box was empty.
“Don’t you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside?” He yelled at the child, his previous disgust of the wasted paper mingling with his disappointment.
The little girl looked up at him, tears sparkling in her eyes and cried;
“Oh, daddy, it’s not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box and they’re all for you, daddy.”
Again, the father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl and pulled her up into a hug. Begging for her forgiveness, he wished he had controlled his anger and seen the act of giving for what it really was. He vowed to act better in future.
Several weeks later, an accident took the life of the giving child. Her father, distraught, kept the golden box by his bed every night thereafter and, each night before falling asleep, he would take an imaginary kiss from the box and remember the loving nature of the child that put in there.
Moral of the story: Love Isn’t Measured With Gifts or Trinkets, but by experiences, moments and gestures. Love IS the best gift in the world.